The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1887-04-22
The EDITOR AND HIS SON.
BIZ Nye Relates Tragic and BIournful In
eIdent of .Ln11rna Iistic. Life.

weeks over what great con 5FlbufOf to
the World recently said about turning
night into day and day into night.
The more I think about it the more I
think he is right. Sitting up nights
until away along into the shank of the
evening in order to battle ones immor-
tai soul in champagne and tell anec-
dotes and make speeches and clutch at
the table-cloth and drink a glass of
oil and vinegar that some one has sub
stituted for your own, and then 90
home and sprain your ankle trying to
mount skittish bed. is injurious and
pernicious and l have about decided
that when I get to be an old man am
going to do differently.
Your contributor is right when he
says that this kind of work. wears out
its generation and compels us to bring
in a generation of farmers sons and
village boys to replace it. Then the
farmers sons and village boys do the
same thing and apparently enjoy it.
But it is not alone the late dinner
and the recOil of Mr.. Mumm's cele-
brated Internal machine that is wear
ing out large army of our brightest
and best men. It is wearing and de-
structive to the tissues, of course, to
sit through the majority of the night
eating sweet cake and trying to laugh
/ at anecdotes that you have frequently
heard before; but people who do this
do it from necessity; they can not
evade it. But if we call this damaging
and deplore it in them, what shall we
say of those men who do ityoluntarily?
/ What shall we say of the newspaper
man who sleeps all the forenoon in or
der that he may dawdle about the Of
flee of a morning paper all night,
thinking thoughts and penciling them
off for the public, or paving around
over a wad of ''manifoId'' and writing
startling heads to dull kilograms half
the night, while his wife, who has
taken time by the forelock and done
her work during daylight, is in bedP
know that there are men who have
been connected with journalism for
years, who maintain that it is not a
habit, but that with them it IS abso-
lutely necessary. For this reason /
consulted Mr.. James Miggleson, of
Asheville, who edits the Daily Jinpte-
cute, a morning paper of this place,
and learned from him that it is not nee
essary to sit up nights in order to run
morning paper.
SO the wives and mothers of morn
ing journalists and printers of New
York should no longer be deceived by
this time-honored fraud upon their
trusting natures.
Mr.. Miggleson says that rafting
good morning paper can be worked of
the press by supper-time, and the even
ing reserved for social intercourse.
And yet l know a pale, studious
newspaper man, with silver in his hair.
man in whose mouth butter would
scarcely melt, who has, for twenty
years and more, bamboozled his trust
ing wife and grown-up son with this
transparent fraud.
He told me only a short time ago,
with genuine pathos, that the first time
he had seen his own son by daylight
was last fall. He said that his son
came of age last October, and through
the courtesy of a mutual friend 6the
young mans mOther) he had the pleas
ure of meeting him on election day and
forming an acquaintance which he says
may yet ripen into a strong friendship.
have another acquaintance who as
sists in editing morning paper, but he
does not believe in allowing his chill
dren to utterly forget him. He does
not want his boys to think they are
orphans Just because he is not always
at home. He is a man of very strong
will and strict disciplinarian. So he
: gets holiday every two weeks in or
der to go home and do up his punish
ing.
One time he found that his eldest or
oldest sOn-I do not know which, be-
cause l am away from home without
my library-had violated the rules OF
the house in sad manner.
As near as am able to come at the
| facts, the boy had taken quart of corn
and sewed } long th=ead through each
kernel, showing great patience and
perseverance in so doing. He had
then tied the ends Of the threads all to-
: gether into one knot and scattered the
: corn where a large flock Of geese had
been in the habit of associating and
} pooling for mutual profit and improve
, ment.
A man who came along that way
about dusk said he saw about thirty
t geese standing around in circle look
[ ing reproachfully at each other ant
trying to agree on some method by
! which they could all go home together
; without turning part of their erowC
+ wrong side out, while behind higl
board fence there was boy VIII,
seemed to be enjoying himself in ;
small way.
The incident was reported to TIN
bows father who came home anC
e placed his son under large dIy-good
I box in the cellar, after which he pileC
1 three or four hundred pounds of Goa
2 on top of tho inverted box. He thel
B. made few remarks for the boys goo,
n which were followed by the smotheret
= remark: ''Rats!'' from the inside of tn
G box After ordering that the boz
, should not be disturbed till his return
n my friend put on his coat and wen
y back to his work.
This was Just as the returns began t.
: return in the autumn of "a. My frient
h did not go home for two weeks and for
l. got all about the boy till it came tim
It to do up his punishment for the fort
It night
When the truth flashed over him II
n was filled with the keenest remOrse am
2, went home as soon as he had sent i
J.. the last proof, but when he went dow
e the cellar he found the box empty an,
T the following note written on it with
t pencil:
o Dear Paw do not weap for me hay
o went away from my happy home whar